Wishing you all a Yule filled with love, hope, and wonder. May the joy of the season remain with you through the darkest days of Winter and carry you through until the sun returns to warm the Earth. Merry meet and blessed be!
I’ve been in a bit of a funk lately. I’m sure it’s the weather… we’ve been breaking records left and right for the cold and snow, records that go back as far as they’ve been recording temperatures here in Saskatchewan – and that’s 120 years of recorded cold and snow levels.
It’s not unheard of to have a freak snowfall in April… but we’re not talking about an odd, one-off, Spring snow. We’re talking about a Winter that appears to be never-ending. We still have over a foot of snow covering most of the yard (and three feet in some corners).
I have seeds awaiting planting. And I’m dying to be spending time with my hands in the good dark earth. I need to put on a pair of clam diggers, and get out in the sunshine. This weather is just making me feel like curling up into a ball and never emerging from my bed.
Normally I spend my birthday outside, having a picnic or bbq. Heck, on several occasions I’ve spent it on the beach. Never in my now 36 years have I been kept indoors by snow.
In spite of the weather though, I had the best birthday I’ve had in a very long while. Lily-Ann insisted that she and her Daddy go to great efforts to make the day special – and I am so grateful that she did. I love Damon, but he’s never been one to make a fuss or do anything to make someone feel important on their day… which means I’d gotten rather used to having crummy birthdays. LOL If I’d had one of those along with this crummy weather? I’m not sure I would have gotten out of bed. 😉
My girl really did make me feel so special. She got her Daddy up in the morning and the two of them made me breakfast in bed – something I’ve never had in my adult life. Then we all watched a couple episodes of Friendship is Magic before heading out to build-a-bear… where Lily-Ann and I picked out, and put together, and chose clothing for a Pinkie Pie stuffy. Whom is now sitting beside my bed being super cute. On our way home we all got smoothies, then vegged for a while before Supper.
My parents had bought me a gift card for Persephone Theater, and with it I bought tickets for Damon and I to see Ride the Cyclone – a musical about a group of dead teenagers. It was very well written, and had us laughing all the way through. Some fabulous performances as well. It was a great way to wrap up a wonderful birthday.
So. I’m 36. I wish it actually looked like Spring, but I had a lovely birthday just the same. Yep. That sums it up pretty well. 😉
Okay. Yeah. I’ve been a really bad blogger lately. Well, maybe not by most standards. After all, there are MANY bloggers who post once a week or even less frequently. 😉 But for me? This is bad.
I don’t know if it’s the weather, or just the physical exhaustion after working so hard getting Breaking the Silence up and running then following it up with a very physically demanding photo shoot… Whatever it is? It’s kicking my ass. I’m just done. So I am VERY grateful that the Easter break is now upon us. Not having to worry about our regular schedule, and getting the girl off to school, should help a great deal. And even better? The next couple of days we’re actually supposed to see plus temperatures!
I am so done with this cold and all this snow. I am dying for it all to melt away. I want to cultivate the ground. This house has a nice big garden space (that was unused for who knows how long) and I’m just itching to get out there and plant something. I have so many plans for the outdoor space here, and this extended Winter is making me a little itchy… seriously. I’m so irritable I’ve definitely got a case of cabin fever… Spring just cannot get here fast enough.
Tonight I have to direct you towards another url. As I’ve already chronicled this particular misadventure on my photography website. I do promise though, the many photographs of our frosty day are well worth the visit. I know you’ll laugh as much as we did as we battled the environment to get these important shots.
And a big thank you to Jamie for not only volunteering as my assistant today, but for capturing the entire thing with her iPhone. LMAO
Today’s challenge was to photograph “nature”. Now, I know a daily blog is all about instant gratification… But I’m going to ask you to wait just the same. Because I took a ton of “nature” shots at the Animal Kingdom park. The problem? They’re all on my good camera and my external hard drive. I barely touched my phone today. LOL. It was pretty amazing, even if we completely missed dinoland (kid kid was just way too scared to see dinosaurs up close and personal). We did go on safari though, which was pretty cool… And Jewles conquered her roller coaster fear on expedition Everest! All in all, an amazing day!
Quiet like the dawn crashing upon the rocky shore of darkness.
Full of noise, full of life. A roar of silence.
Too loud to speak.
In all things I am.
I exist. Sentient.
Feeling, knowing, being. Thunderous. Mute.
Heaving towards stillness, the permanent precipice, the denouement.
Beauty in knowing acceptance. Birthing terminus.
The rocky shore of darkness as the light creeps quietly away.
Waiting to be reborn.
Me, spewing my bad poetry on an unsuspecting readership. 😉 It had to be done. Sorry all. Just one of those days/nights.
Dusk is a time of day often neglected by photographers. The poor light tends to cause folk of our ilk to shy away in favour of brighter times, especially considering dusk is shortly after the “golden hour” with it’s beautiful warming rays. However, dusk can be a lovely time to shoot.
The low light of dusk creates images reminiscent of yesteryear, with it’s last filtered rays of sunshine… It is exceptionally moody, creating romance and intrigue. Especially during the late Autumn or early Winter when rosy cheeks and noses only add to the feeling of crispness. Here are a few photos from a recent shoot to inspire you to get out there and create during this mostly ignored time of day:
My thanks to the St. Onge family for braving the chilly air in search of these shots. It was a pleasure working with you!
I had a lovely time with Pat and her family on Sunday afternoon out in Gabriel Dumont Park. It’s one of my favourite spots to do family photographs ANY time of year, even when it’s -20 out. Thankfully it was substantially warmer than that, as we’re having the warmest Winter Saskatchewan has seen in my 34 years, so while we were all starting to get red cheeks and cold hands by the end of our hour together, we managed to get all the way through without complaint. Well… except for Shmee, who was unimpressed by the whole thing.
Out this evening at a photo shoot, I happened upon this little fellow:
He was awfully curious about me, and I was surprised when he let me get as close to him as he did. I didn’t have a zoom lens on me as I like to pack light when I’m photographing people… So I’d take a shot, move a foot closer, take another, move in closer, shoot again… In the end, he let me get about four feet away. If I’d been alone, I’d likely have gotten in even closer. LOL But I was happy just to have happened on him at all. It was a rather neat encounter.
Wanting to know about the little guy – who had to have been about a foot (head and body, not including his tail) long – I started digging about online. He must be a Long-tailed Weasel, except that in every discription of them I find, it talks about their black tipped tail. A distinctly black tipped tail that stays black even when they develop their white Winter coat. Now, I could have sworn I saw a white tipped tail on this fellow. It’s what caught my eye in the first place.
Initially I thought I’d caught sight of yet another gopher (the prairie is riddled with them). But then I caught a glimpse of something that flashed white. I looked a little closer as he ran for his hole, and it was obvious he was no gopher. I very honestly could have sworn his tail was white tipped – but I can’t find any information anywhere about a weasel or ferret species with a white tipped tail. So I have to admit that I’m doubting myself a little, or wondering if this little fellow had an old injury that caused the hair that came in afterwards to be white – it happens to people. LOL So I’ll just assume he’s a long-tailed weasel unless someone has more information for me.
In any case, seeing him was a real treat. It’s not too often a person gets a chance to glimpse one of these adorable, intelligent creatures just out doing their thing. In fact, this is the only time I can ever remember seeing one in the city. Which makes me think that I may just have to make another trip out there specifically on the look out for him in the future. 😉 Of course, that would be a total double rainbow moment… not just unlikely, but doubly so.
Okay… I know it’s A photo a day (A as in ONE)… but I didn’t know which one to share. So here’s three. All of the exact same leaf, the exact same berries. A little touch of Autumn for you.
I’ve been indecisive lately… a little more so than usual. And today’s blog post is a perfect example of that. Seriously. I took three pictures, and couldn’t decide on one, so shared them all. LOL So which is your favourite? I couldn’t pick one. At least not today. LOL